{"id":29367,"date":"2025-03-01T11:27:47","date_gmt":"2025-03-01T10:27:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/?p=29367"},"modified":"2025-03-04T15:37:42","modified_gmt":"2025-03-04T14:37:42","slug":"le-temps-des-jonquilles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/2025\/03\/01\/le-temps-des-jonquilles\/","title":{"rendered":"Le Temps des Jonquilles"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Les Jonquilles<\/p>\n\n\n\n

J’allais solitaire, ainsi qu’un nuage
Qui plane au dessus des vaux et des monts.
Quand soudain, je vis, en foule,
Des jonquilles d’or, une l\u00e9gion,
A c\u00f4t\u00e9 du lac, sous les branches grises,
Flottant et dansant, gaiement \u00e0 la brise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Serr\u00e9es comme sont au ciel les \u00e9toiles
Qu’on voit scintiller sur la voie lact\u00e9e,
Elles s’\u00e9tendaient, sans un intervalle,
Le long du rivage, au creux d’une baie.
J’en vis d’un coup d\u2019\u0153il des milliers,
je pense, Agitant la t\u00eate, en leur folle danse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Les vagues dansaient pleines d’\u00e9tincelles
Mais elles dansaient plus all\u00e8grement.
Pouvais-je rester, po\u00e8te, aupr\u00e8s d’elles,
Sans \u00eatre gag\u00e9 par leur enjouement ?
L\u2019\u0153il fixe, \u00e9bloui, je ne songeais gu\u00e8re
Au riche pr\u00e9sent qui m’\u00e9tait offert.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Car si je repose, absent ou songeur,
Souvent leur vision, \u00d4 b\u00e9atitude !
Vient illuminer l\u2019\u0153il int\u00e9rieur
Qui fait le bonheur de la solitude.
Et mon c\u0153ur alors, d\u00e9bordant, p\u00e9tille
De plaisir, et danse avec les jonquilles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
traduction de Fran\u00e7ois-Ren\u00e9 Daillie<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Daffodils<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not be but gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed\u2014and gazed\u2014but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Les Jonquilles J’allais solitaire, ainsi qu’un nuageQui plane au dessus des vaux et des monts.Quand soudain, je vis, en foule,Des jonquilles d’or, une l\u00e9gion,A c\u00f4t\u00e9 du lac, sous les branches grises,Flottant et dansant, gaiement \u00e0 la brise. Serr\u00e9es comme sont au ciel les \u00e9toilesQu’on voit scintiller sur la voie lact\u00e9e,Elles s’\u00e9tendaient, sans un intervalle,Le long […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":29394,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29367","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-evenements","post_format-post-format-image"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29367","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29367"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29367\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29395,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29367\/revisions\/29395"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/29394"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29367"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29367"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.histoiresgalantes.fr\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29367"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}